Unveiling tributes . ss and emptiness of faded renown. Thereindeath sits in majesty as ruler. He mocks and chides at claims toglory. He spreads across the beds of death the sheets of generations. Yet memory survives! Enriching every human mind, it glori-fies the world. It should adorn the skies! It will outlive the voice-less Sphinx that, undeterred, looks out upon the desert. Every age has its heroes, each country its father, all nations theirleaders. Great marble statues stand erected to their every Woodman is a hero, father and a leader in Love and Honorand Remembrance. They are
Unveiling tributes . ss and emptiness of faded renown. Thereindeath sits in majesty as ruler. He mocks and chides at claims toglory. He spreads across the beds of death the sheets of generations. Yet memory survives! Enriching every human mind, it glori-fies the world. It should adorn the skies! It will outlive the voice-less Sphinx that, undeterred, looks out upon the desert. Every age has its heroes, each country its father, all nations theirleaders. Great marble statues stand erected to their every Woodman is a hero, father and a leader in Love and Honorand Remembrance. They are our heroes. These monuments arereminders of the heroes fallen, of the fathers gone, of the leaderslying where they may not rise except in spirit. The founder of ourCraft and Faith is leader, hero, fatherâall. In conclusion, let us be reminded that memory lives as long aslife, and death is life renewed. Goodbye, brave friend! We hope to meet you in that second lifeand find a place prepared. A TRIBUTE TO A SOVEREIGN. Faithful to his obligation, he lived to blessmankind. A life is lostâits throbs and thrills are hushed and stilled, thewinds have died along the roads, the sun is dim, the cloudsdrift by, the years decay, but still the world will speed insilence on. We that remain stand on the verge of crumbling time. He lingered for some days, aware that death was near at hand,but under the weight of that foreknowledge his heart did not growsad. His dying thoughts may be expressed in words like these:I know that I am soon to leave; conscious of no intentional wrong-doing, I find no fear in death. Brave man that, unabashed, con-fronts the gates of death! Brave man that knew his life was suchto give no grounds for fear! Uncomplainingly he endured all painsâwith stoic fortitude suppressed the show of suffering. Let us recall the character of him who, resting in this sunkengrave, surrendered life while still enraptured with its sweetsâwhoin the very gloom of death emblazoned all su
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